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Anathema

Why does it never stop 

I clinch my fist and close my eyes

Like the little child whose buttocks would soon be pierced by the smiling nurses needle

This injection I have to take 

This life I have to live 

I no longer am able to bring down karma 

It seems she has taken a break 

A break up with this life 


The things I sow I no longer reap 

Like a tailor the things I sew I no longer rip 

I want my client to see that perception changes with time 

This ungodly swine 

Circle around our globe and all we can do is stare 

Stare at the future being robbed away 

By our look alike our twin 


We are the cancer 

We are the people 

We are karma 

What goes around comes around

But I am anathema


©Alex de Scribe

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